My wife went away one weekend to visit a high school friend leaving me alone with granny. I' m not much of a cook and had planned on eating take out m...st of the weekend. When I got home from work that Friday night I was welcomed home by granny with a home made meal on the table. I was surprised. Granny had never cooked anything since she had moved in. My wife did all the cooking. It was an incredible meal. Now I know where my wife got her cooking talent from. I thanked her and started to clear. Unko lund chusna ache se aata tha.Woh mast ‘swop swop’ karke lund chus rahi thi. Pura lund ko thuk se bhar diya tha apne. Maine fir unka sir pakad ke lund pura gale mein daal diya aur woh khasne lagi. Tabhi unke darwaze par knock hua. Unki bahu thi. Main bed ke peeche chup gaya.Dadi jaldi se saree thik karte hue darwaza kholne gayi. Unki bahu puchne lagi, “Sasu maa aap thik ho na?” Toh woh boli “Han bahu main thik hun.” Dadi ke room mein lund ki khushboo fael gayi thi.Unki bahu ne bola “Yeh. It was on one of those nights, the children were well and truly asleep and the parents were at play. We had no set pattern or order, rather just allowing whatever came into our heads to be the driving force. Spontaneity released any inhibitions and often led to some wild events and explosive climaxes. I remember that I was paying particular attention to Jen's nipples. She loved, and still does, her nipples being given a hard time. Her response was the usual mixture of moans and body thrusts. She ends the phone call and continues to her destination to the favorite bar with the cheapest drinks. A quick thought crosses her mind as she picks up the phone once more calling Elijah right back. “Hey Elijah, would you like to join us at the bar?” Said Veronica“Ummm, sure why not, I’m not doing anything. I’ll meet you girls there later after I get dressed and everything. Cool?” Elijah replies. “Awesome, see you there bye!”“Bye.”The phone call ends, a smile stretches across Veronica’s face.